"You?" Ding Mingjing was stunned.

This kind of racing is different from other things. When the rally racing racers are racing, they don’t know the situation of the track at all. Only the navigator sitting next to them can run the track in advance to explore the road.

Before today's competition, Ding Mingjing had already visited the road in advance. He has worked with Charlie so many times. In this competition, others can also feel safe for the safety of these two people. After all, this kind of racing has always been bloody. Some forces want not only rankings, but also other racers Chen Kuoren.

When Ding Mingjing heard that Meng Fu was going to Charlie's navigator, he didn't know what he was feeling for for a moment, so he only looked at Su Cheng.

"Must go?" Su Cheng paused for a second and looked at her, "This ranking is not important."

Meng Fu turned his head and said sincerely, "Chali is destined to be with me."

Su Cheng: "…"

**

At the same time, Charlie just finished applying the perfume. It’s strange that when the family doctor gave him the perfume yesterday, he used it very well. After all, the development rate of the agent in the perfume is more than 10%.

But now...

Charlie looked at his arm and could clearly feel the numbness and itchyness on the wound, which was amazing.

The perfume was first introduced as the "future reagent" that was conceived by the Perfume Association a hundred years ago. It has miraculous effects when the first bottle of perfume came out.

The most famous person in the domestic perfume industry is the Feng Divine Doctor who has been praised to a high position.

As Charlie used it himself, he could naturally feel that the perfume that Miss Meng gave him just now was much better than the bottle of perfume that I had yesterday...

Charlie quickly put the remaining little into the box carefully, then lowered his sleeves, and prepared to go out to ask Meng Fu. As soon as he left the room, he saw Su Cheng looking at him lightly.

Su Cheng's eyes have always been extremely light and there is no emotion at all.

Charlie used to be slight, but he could hardly see Su Cheng. Today he stared at him, and Charlie was a little nervous.

"Young Master." Charlie shook and bent respectfully.

"Well," Su Cheng spoke slowly, looked away, and said only once, "I'll wait for stability on the track, not ranking."

"Don't ask for ranking?" Charlie felt that his hands were not affected. He had just ignited his mind that he would work hard this time. When he heard Su Cheng say that he would not ask for ranking, he couldn't help but be anxious. He lowered his voice and asked Ding Mingcheng, "Why don't you ask for ranking? Look at the Great Elders and the others..."

"Because the navigator has become Miss Meng," Ding Mingcheng, Su Xuan was behind his back, and solemnly instructed Charlie, "This kind of black market racing is extremely dangerous. Miss Meng is the first time she participated in this kind of car racing. You just need to strive for your own safety."

On the radio, the radio of the stadium has sounded, "Please take your racers and navigators in order."

"Let's go." Meng Fu took off his hat, buttoned it up, and then took his own sunglasses, and raised his hand to Charlie.

**

The order of appearance is based on the order of each force.

Every racer who represents his own power has a great momentum.

Charlie was second to last. He and Meng Fu walked through the sea of ​​people and walked to his racing car. The people around him saw a female navigator and looked at Charlie more. After all, it was extremely rare in the racing lane, whether it was a female navigator or a female racer.

But just one glance, he looked away.

There were cheers everywhere in my ears. Today, the market was divided, and every force tried its best to invite extremely famous racers. Any famous racers had their own fans.

Charlie got into the driver's seat and ran into the track. Meng Fu sat in the passenger seat. Midway through, she didn't speak, only paid attention to other cars.

This game was not just for himself, but Meng Fu was sitting beside him, and Charlie was cheering up twelve points.

"How do you calculate the rankings this time?" Meng Fu put his hand on the car window with a slanted hand.

"When something happened to the head of the Cole family, all the markets under his name were divided. This event was proposed by Qingbang, and the top five each got 50%, 20%, 15%, 10%, and 5% of the division rights." Chali understood these things and explained to Meng Fu.

The Cole family, a medium-sized family in the Federation, the market they own is just a stack of side dishes in Qingbang's eyes.

The 5% market division right is actually implemented, which is not as good as a small family in the federal government, but for a new family like the Su family, it is the ceiling they can get right now.

"Well, try your best to drive, don't worry about me." Meng Fu nodded to express his understanding.

She looked at the other cars outside the window.

There are always sixteen forces participating this time, and I don’t know how the Su family got the right to compete.

"Miss Meng, the perfume you gave me this afternoon..." Charlie distracted a little.

Meng Fu looked at him lightly, "It's very precious, so you can play well for me and don't waste it."

When Charlie heard this, he was sure.

He had just guessed that the perfume that Meng Fu gave him was not simple.

"Okay, Miss Meng, you fasten your seat belt," Charlie took a deep breath and nodded seriously. "Don't worry, I will do my best!"

"Bang--"

The referee in front fired a gunshot.

All the cars came out of the chord.

Charlie's body was black and blue. He heard what Meng Fu said to drive as much as he could. As soon as the gunshot sounded, he stepped on the accelerator and ran to the train in an instant.

This time, Bertram's team was missing, and the others were racing drivers on the black market, and Charlie's car was always in the middle and upper reaches.

Soon, the first bend appeared-

Meng Fu calmly held the handle, "The curve passed by is a sandy road, slowed down to 120."

In the racing car, the racer has absolute trust in the navigator, reducing the speed of 180 to 120, and the heretic drifted over the first corner.

"Take it—"

The tires left long scratches on the curves.

Just two meters behind Charlie's car, a fiery red car came tightly against Charlie's car.

At the same time, you can see two racing cars in the rearview mirror hitting out of the lane, and the racing cars were instantly scrapped.

This is how this kind of racing car is, never moral, and there is no change in Meng Fu's face.

"Give it aside," she looked at the car that was posted behind and spoke directly. "There are still thirteen corners behind. His car has been specially modified and you can't bump into him."

The first bend was sandy. After listening to Meng Fu's words, Charlie gave way to the car that was about to hit him and let them roar.

In federal racing, it is not uncommon for cars to be destroyed in the driveway.

Charlie is an amateur racer. Although his car has been renovated, it obviously cannot withstand the racing collisions of professional racers.

The car behind, the body material alone, spent tens of millions, and it was obviously not worth it to fight against it.

On the balcony, you can see Su Xuan and others on the first bend in the hands of the 105th lounge, "Chali and the others are now safe, tenth."

Sixteen cars, two were scrapped, and there were four behind Charlie, which was far from the fifth place. Now the four cars behind should not be a car crash, and it would be useless if they hit.

The top six and top seven are now fiercely competitive.

Especially the first and second.

For Charlie and the others, it is safe now.

Beside Su Xuan, Su Di also had a face condensed, "It should be fine."

Before, Meng Fu was racing, he was in the car and could not see the track of the entire car, and he did not have a particularly obvious feeling. But now standing in the audience, he could feel the danger of the car.

When ordinary people pass this kind of hairpin bend, the speed should be reduced to below 40, but the lowest speed of these racers is 120!

"brush--"

After the first curve, except for the tracks at each fixed point, there are almost no racing cars at the starting point. However, when you look up, you can see a large screen. On the big screen, there are racing cars projected on each section of the road.

The scene of the first and second place competing for the huge screen appears.

They fought fiercely for the second corner, drifted neatly, and whizzed past, and there was another cheer for the audience.

After they passed the second corner, three, four, five, and three on the big screen followed one after another, six or seven were not far apart, and later, eight were behind.

The director cuts the picture basically in the top five.

After eighth place, there was almost no cut.

Because the racing after the fifth place competition is not only not at all interesting, but the skills are definitely not as good as the top five.

Twenty minutes passed.

The first place and second place competition result came out, without exception. Even though Qingbang's Bertram did not come out, they still won the first place and second place.

In the first race car, the man got off the driver's seat and raised his hand. All the audience members shouted.

The strength difference is too large.

The first and second place came, and three minutes later, the third and fourth place came one after another.

On the big screen, the competition for five, six, seven and three cars is quite fierce.

However, the skills of these three cars are not as good as those in the top few. At least they are short of ignition when surpassing the curve.

As for the cars that went further, the audience had hardly seen them from beginning to end, only three cars that were smashed in the middle.

"No, my strength is still a little worse!" In the blue racing car, Charlie pursed his lips, and a trace of sweat appeared on his forehead, "I can't compare to them!"

With Meng Fu's guidance, Charlie had tried his best to reach eighth place, but he could hardly see the rear of the car in seventh place.

This huge gap in strength made him very frustrated.
To be continued...